Chaos formed mountains, and mountains condensed into sacred seals.
This overbearing strike carried the Heavenly Punishment Power wielded by Shan Xingxu alone. It stirred upheaval throughout the Zhou Xu, and its might was especially terrifying.
Su Yi extended his fair hand and casually held it before himself.
Behind his tall, imposing figure, a vortex phenomenon like a wheel of fate revolved, making his aura as vast as the azure heavens and as towering as the boundless void.
Boom!
A chaos-like sacred mountain came crashing down.
The force of that blow made the heavens of the Good Fortune Celestial Domain tremble wildly, while apocalyptic calamity visions appeared throughout the world.
Yet such a forbidden strike was blocked by Su Yi's casually raised palm.
Compared to that chaos sacred mountain, Su Yi seemed like a true expanse of azure heavens, an unfathomable boundless void, utterly impossible to shake!
On the contrary, as the wheel-of-fate vortex phenomenon revolved, the chaos sacred mountain abruptly shattered and dissipated like tofu crushed beneath a millstone.
Shan Xingxu narrowed his eyes.
Boom!
He charged forth once more. The Mysterious Magnetism Power under his control condensed within his fists, making every blow seem as though the ruler of the Heavenly Dao himself had gone to war.
It was tyrannical beyond imagination.
Yet every punch he threw was effortlessly dissolved by Su Yi.
Su Yi stood where he was, his body like the azure heavens and his spirit like the boundless void, as though eternal and unmoving, invulnerable to all laws.
In an instant, more than a hundred punches had been thrown, each enough to shake a Heavenly Punisher of the same level, yet none had moved Su Yi even half an inch.
Not even his protective Dao light had been breached!
Meanwhile, from the depths of the heavens